Quinn tells our hostess, cautious eyes gesturing in Servo’s direction.

“Oh, don’t you mind that old cranky pants! You come back as soon as you can! Bring a hammer and you’ll be best friends for life!” she laughs. I don’t know if you’ve heard a robot laugh before, (I certainly hadn’t) but it’s the weirdest, most insane noise in the entire world. It’s as if an accordion is being played through a drive-thru speaker!

I know the winds of life won’t blow us back this way; however, it’s a nice parting thought. I wave goodbye again while attempting to navigate the steep stairs into the mystery hole. As the door seals shut with a vacuum-sealed drag, I turn my attention to Quinn. “I haven’t felt this good in a long time. M...

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